Chapter One

I hate my father.

I shifted within the leather-based armchair, a scowl able to go when he lastly remembered that I existed.

The scowl hardened when the leggy blonde let loose a bubble gum flavored giggle. My father responded with fun of his personal, one in every of his full stomach ones that I’d by no means heard at residence. It was the sound of full, unabashed happiness…and I used to be sixteen, not six—I didn’t miss the undercurrent of lust in that sound. However simply in case it wasn’t apparent that he was flirting with some chick, he reached for the folder in her clutches and brushed his fingertips throughout her knuckles. It made her cheeks match her purple pencil skirt.

My scowl was forgotten, a sickening thought flitting via my head. Overseas, 1000’s of miles from my mom, my father was balls out, in your face, Billionaire Playboy of the 12 months. After Aunt Al received bored with his bullshit, he hosted events full of scantily clad ladies and ear splitting music that will convey the cops knocking, nevertheless it was solely a matter of time earlier than they have been laughing and joking with the one and solely Carlton Whitmore. However like some swap had been flipped, snatched from some wild dream and dumped again right into a boring actuality, we’d board the jet and my father would ensure that I understood what occurred in Europe stayed in Europe. At residence he was quiet and withdrawn, a far cry from the boisterous lifetime of the celebration, the graceful dude that made all the ladies stare at him with a glance that made me jealous. None of that allure existed at residence. And even on the workplace, he appeared indifferent round different ladies. However not at present. Right now, he appeared uncomfortably near grabbing some blonde’s ass with me sitting twenty toes away.

Was he going to divorce Mother? Was he lastly able to admit that they made one another depressing?

When the blonde leaned in to whisper one thing in his ear, I balled my fists and cleared my throat loud sufficient for all the ground to listen to it.

She stepped again and flashed me a captivating, flat smile. “Your father is an unbelievable boss.”

I didn’t return the smile. “I guess he’s.”

That received his full consideration. He stood to each inch of his 6 foot, 3 inches body and dismissed the blonde with out saying a phrase. You’d suppose an alarm went off with the best way her stilettos booked it from the room.

After we have been alone, my father cleared his personal throat, pulling a smile out of his ass. “She’s fairly one thing, eh?”

I simply glared again at him. “I’m certain she and Mother would get alongside nice.”

That wiped the smile off his face. For the briefest second, the iron wall of indifference was gone. The look I noticed wasn’t anger or bullshit allure he flung at ladies like an ape throwing feces. It was resignation. I knew that look properly as a result of it was one I’d worn every single day since I noticed my dad and mom have been too busy doing their very own dance to offer a flying fuck what I used to be doing. Perhaps my dad and I had one thing in frequent.

I nonetheless hated him.

“Let me inform you one thing, Jacob.” He adjusted the knot of his tie like he was adjusting a noose. “I might inform you that Misty-”

“In fact her identify is Misty,” I huffed. “Is that with a y or an I?”

“Is simply pleasant,” he continued, ignoring the interruption. “However you’re not a baby. Hell, in lower than two years, you’ll be a person.”

I nearly butted in that I used to be a person in each means besides legally, however I used to be too shocked by the truth that he knew how previous I used to be within the first place.

He perched on the sting of his desk, crossing his arms towards his broad chest. “As a person, it’s necessary to acknowledge sure truths. Whether or not you put on a go well with or a uniform, run a Fortune 500 firm or dig ditches, you could have urges. Urges that may’t be denied.”

“Is that this the birds and the bees speak?” I cringed. “You’re a bit of late.”

“In fact I’m,” he beamed. “You’re a Whitmore.”

The pleasure reeked from him like an previous lady who coated herself in low cost fragrance. When he realized we weren’t sharing some kind of second, he launched from his desk. I planted my toes and went inflexible as stone. He wasn’t going to do one thing ridiculous like hug me, was he?

I breathed a sigh of reduction when he walked towards the door.

“Be part of me.”

I rose to my toes and adopted him to the financial institution of home windows that opened to the principle ground. I used to be ready for some spiel about arduous work and legacy, however he was silent.

“What do you see?” he stated lastly.

I peered out on the identical scene. Girls have been bustling round with folders and low, many hunched in entrance of computer systems. “Folks working?”

“Not folks,” he corrected. “Girls.”

I glanced over at him, confused. “Okay. And?”

“Girls have been created to be checked out. Lusted after. Desired.” He rotated his marriage ceremony band. “Evolution, society, no matter, might drive us to calm down, begin a household, chase the elusive ‘American dream’, however on the finish of the day, a person will all the time crave that heat place between some lady’s thighs.”

******

I used to be going to kill somebody.

I stalked via the doorway of the constructing, discovering no consolation in the truth that my identify was over the door. Reminding myself how far Whitmore and Creighton had include me on the helm was normally a jolt to my system, clearing out any doubt that crept previous my defenses. I might lock eyes with any board member, detractor, or impediment in my means and discover the battle I needed to channel once I took the reins at 21. And within the years since, I hadn’t met an impediment, or shopper, that I couldn’t deal with.

Rachel Laraby was proving to be an exception to the rule.

It wasn’t sufficient that she appeared to sabotage each second probability her followers gave her; the tabloids have been persistently crammed together with her newest bender or booze-fueled gaffe. And so as to add insult to damage (and remind me of the perils of letting my cock take the wheel), she had turned a strictly sexual association between us right into a romance that I didn’t join.

It had been months since I noticed the colossal error I made and he or she nonetheless known as me incessantly. She insisted upon speaking a couple of ‘particular somebody’ in her interviews. Fortunately, the media might care much less in regards to the thriller man that put the glint in her eye and extra about attending to the foundation of why she appeared incapable of avoiding scandal.

I’d hoped to ship Claudia or Missy to Venice to make sure she stayed out of bother throughout her press junket, however I feared I’d have to interrupt my rule and maintain it personally. After I ended issues with somebody, that was it. Per our contract, we by no means had contact once more.

I by no means ought to have slept together with her, I believed despondently.

My father’s face, leering and intoxicated, sprang into my head. I might virtually odor the ocean and really feel the nice and cozy Venice air on my pores and skin whereas we stood on the balcony of the villa all these years in the past. We appeared down upon the huge, lush property, although I knew his consideration was on the pool that was crammed to the brim with scantily clad ladies.

He’d clapped me on the shoulder, his phrases slurred. “The physique desires what the-”

BAM!

Some lady was in the best way and I slammed into her. I used to be tempted to voice my agitation, however I used to be already late and I wanted to nail down the Italy journey. I continued on my means, making a psychological word to take the storage and personal elevator to any extent further.

“Excuse you!”

The phrases have been like a lightning bolt, electrifying me on the spot. Nobody spoke to me that means…and it ought to have been sufficient to unleash an anger of my very own. The anger that had been consuming at me since I noticed I wouldn’t be closing the e book on Rachel Laraby in any case.

However her voice, this sense – it was one thing else.

This was the look on a submissive’s face when she noticed the gear in my play room; eyes rounding with shock, terror happening like a rock when she swallowed. This was the hiss of leather-based slicing although the air; the attractive sound it made when it licked flesh. The authority in her voice was a mirror to the dominance in my very own once I was in that secret place. A spot of ache, give up and bliss.

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